Rebirth 78: Hunting for Treasure in the Mountains, Spoiling My Wife and Daughter to the Heavens

"Over here, Meng Fanjiao!"

The sky gradually darkened.

The steel mill workers returned one by one from the canteen with their meals.

With an aluminum lunchbox in hand and a smile on his face, he left through the factory gate.

That's why workers are so fortunate these days.

First, they were spiritually enriched, inheriting the spirit of the War of Resistance.

Most people are concerned about the development of their motherland.

To dedicate oneself wholeheartedly to the country.

Secondly, the factory offers good benefits.

It's just a steel rolling mill with about a hundred employees.

Not only do you get a house after working for a certain number of years, but the canteen also provides three meals a day.

We eat breakfast and lunch at the factory.

You can use a lunchbox to take your dinner home.

The lunchboxes were all packed full.

If you order less rice and more vegetables, it might even be enough for a family of three to eat together.

Who wouldn't envy this kind of life?

Unlike everyone else.

Meng Fanjiao was rather unconventional, as if she were isolated, with no worker around her speaking to her.

"Ah! Brother Weiguo, you've come."

Upon seeing Lu Weiguo, Meng Fanjiao, who had been expressionless, suddenly became excited.

This shout also attracted the attention of many workers.

"Wow, I knew Xiao Meng's identity was unusual! He must have someone backing him, otherwise he wouldn't be able to walk right into the office!"

"Is someone backing him? Did he trade his body for it? I think that person's relationship with Xiao Meng is... well..."

"Haha, you can't catch up with someone, so you talk badly about them? Sour grapes! Xiao Meng is a high school student, unlike you, a vocational school graduate."

Would she even be interested in you?

"I heard that she got her job at our place because of that."

Who says only women like to gossip?

Behind every beautiful woman, there are also many men gossiping.

Although these people's voices were faint, Lu Weiguo could still hear them vaguely.

"Why didn't you get any food? Is the food at the factory bad?" Lu Weiguo pulled up a stool for Meng Fanjiao.

Let her sit next to you.

"No, I'm not hungry..." Meng Fanjiao hesitated for a moment before explaining.

"Bullshit! Eighteen or nineteen is the age when you're still growing. Boss, give me another roujiamo (Chinese hamburger) and a bowl of soy milk, with sugar!"

"Brother Weiguo, I..."

"You eat first, and we can talk while you eat."

The honest-looking steamed bun sandwich was served.

Lu Weiguo only ate half of it, but this little girl ate the whole thing in just a few bites.

She finished a large bowl of sweetened soy milk in one gulp.

Feeling the steamed buns in her stomach being soaked in soy milk, the sense of satisfaction brought a crescent-shaped smile to Meng Fanjiao's face.

"Aren't you not hungry?"

Lu Weiguo pushed his remaining half over as well.

"There's one thing, it's fine whether I eat it or not."

In the short time it takes to say a few words.

I ate half a steamed bun sandwich.

"Damn it! Are you a glutton? What, is the factory not giving you food, or not feeding you?"

Lu Weiguo said jokingly.

But when Meng Fanjiao, who was sitting to the side, heard this, two small tears immediately welled up in the corners of her eyes.

"No...you...were you bullied at the factory?"

"It's not that I'm bullying them, it's just that I feel a bit out of place."

Based on what he had just heard, Lu Weiguo seemed to understand.

A young girl who failed the college entrance exam, unlike those who graduate from vocational school and are directly assigned a job.

On my first day here, I plopped down in the office building.

This indirectly blocked the way for many people.

Don't talk about isolating her or targeting her.

If you're really angry, you might secretly put a sack over her head and beat her up.

Luckily she's a woman; you could try it if she were a man.

Ninety-nine percent of the time they'll get beaten up.

"I feel wronged; I didn't expect that."

Lu Weiguo sighed. He had always felt that he had memories of his past life.

If we want to accelerate development and promote reform, isn't that a piece of cake?

However, it is so difficult to place even one person in a small steel rolling mill.

"Brother, I'm not upset at all. I'm fine. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be able to find a job. Besides, I have my own problems too."

"I don't understand the social etiquette they always talk about, and maybe I've offended them?" Meng Fanjiao said softly.

"Interpersonal skills? Aren't you studying accounting in a factory? This job deals with numbers, what do you need interpersonal skills for?"

Besides, what you said doesn't count; it's just studying there, isn't it?

Accounting is both the job that requires the most and the least interpersonal skills.

Those who understand social etiquette can directly pursue further studies at Tilanqiao University.

They're experts from the start.

Because you don't understand social etiquette, you offend everyone in the entire company or factory. And once the leaders leave, they'll all have to point fingers at you.

It's simply that I don't handle interpersonal relationships well.

"I didn't learn much, and sometimes they wouldn't let me be there when I was doing the work, especially... especially..."

"It's okay, just tell me. There's nothing we can't talk about," Lu Weiguo comforted him softly.

"Especially after the implementation of the dual-track system, many people contacted us to buy up the steel we had..."

Dual-track system.

It's a dual-track system again.

It's not that the dual-track system is bad; it's definitely the best measure for the current situation.

The policy is good, but the people implementing it are quick-witted.

He recalled that under the dual-track system, a term emerged: "official profiteering."

This means that the same commodity can have two prices with a huge difference. Many officials engage in rent-seeking and reselling, especially for scarce commodities such as fertilizers, steel, and energy.

The steel rolling mill was a state-owned enterprise, and all raw materials were procured through official channels.

The price is naturally very low.

Moreover, only a few dozen border counties across the country are designated as pilot areas for reform.

Smart people will come...

"So, did you sell it?"

"Not yet, but the leaders are already preparing to sell. I overheard this secretly. I heard that a very powerful boss has come from the south."

These past few days, all the high-ranking leaders have been accompanying him.

Meng Fanjiao was just an intern accountant.

Not much information is available.

In addition, she has been targeted all along; it seems that even going to the cafeteria for food has been targeted.

It's already quite an achievement to hear so much news.

"Are you full?"

"Hehehe, I'm full," Meng Fanjiao said shyly.

"Eat something else even if you're full. Come with me to the state-run restaurant for another meal!"

at this time.

The innermost private room in the state-run restaurant.

A woman in a black miniskirt and with big, wavy hair was surrounded by a group of men.

These men were like leaping monkeys, singing and reciting poems.

Sing the praises of communism with all your might.

He kept drinking one glass of wine after another.

It's like not just spreading your buttocks isn't enough, you have to twist your whole body along with it.

"Mr. Bai, as for the price, as long as it's lower than the market price, that's fine. You'll earn a little less, and we'll earn a little less too."

This is a long-term business, don't be so sure of it right away. Look how sincere I am, I'll drink first as a sign of respect, Mr. Bai only needs to take a sip.

A portly man raised his glass and drank.

But the woman called President Bai remained completely still.

They didn't even look at him directly.